I’ve been thinking a lot about my favorite princesses lately - ever since Brave premiered - and I’ve realized that ever since I was five they’ve been pretty much predetermined for me, but now that I’m older I find my rational about such things changing. I’m finding new identification with some of the newer princesses and less identification in that have always been my “favorite”. So in order to sort such things out I’m going to compile two lists: my old stalemates and my new favorites. Here goes…

Stalemates:

1.  Cinderella

I know that seems rather absurd to only have one favorite, or maybe it doesn’t, but she is who I was brought up with. She is who my mother stuffed down my throat and stuffed me into her costumes. She was who I somehow identified with when I was younger - which is kind of odd considering I don’t have step siblings, and I most certainly did not have a hard home life. However, not absurd considering I am adopted, and probably had a yearning for that real connection from a young age without really realizing it, and due to my somewhat estranged relationship with my mother at a young age it wasn’t exactly hard for me to fit her in that role, as well as other circumstances that I wish to omit from this post. Granted, that estrangement didn’t start until I was about six or seven when I started to put things together, nevertheless, while it made no sense physical standpoint it kind of fits from a psychological one. Now onto the new!

Current Favorites:

1. Rapunzel
2. Cinderella
3. Merida
4. Belle
5. Ariel 

Now these I feel fit me and my current state of mind. I identify with Rapunzel for obvious reasons: 1) for a long time I lived a rather sheltered home existence, taking everything my parents said or did at face value 2) when I started to get out into the world I embraced it rather wholeheartedly 3) I crave adventure, but within my own limitations.
Cinderella, for the same reasons as previously listed.
Merida because I was a precocious brat at sixteen who wanted things to go my way or the highway come hell or high water. I wasn’t about to let my mom try to tell me who I could and couldn’t hang out with and what I could and couldn’t wear (literal fights were had). Furthermore I wished, on many occasions to “change the course of my fate”, yet every time I seized that opportunity it went horribly horribly awry and I ended up in much more trouble than I bargained for, but learned from the mistakes.
Though I’d hardly call myself bookish now I’ve always been fascinated with literature and fairytales. Like Belle I’m easily caught up in my own fantastical adventures in my heads and live my life through my experiences (both real and imaginary), I’m also VERY protective of those I love, and I would risk my own safety to ensure theirs.
Lastly Ariel is all kinds of spunk and wit, of which I have both. While I have to admit that I’ve been bullied into many situations I’ve been able to talk myself out of more and pretty much keep up with those around me, I’m also very dreamy and long for places I’ve never even been to yet.
So yeah, I’m sorry this turned into analysis of my personality, that’s not what I intended it to be - alas, I am a Ravenclaw after all - but it was kind of fun….for me at least. I’m sure a good number of you will just skim past this and that’s find with me really. I’m just bored and taking a moment away from my afternoon “In Search of Shakespeare” documentary for some good ol’ fashioned Disney talk. And since I’ve said all I needed to say, I’ll be off and back to my documentary now. Thank you for your time :).